The Wizard: Starting as a Corpse Collector Apprentice and Paying for a Monthly Subscription

With Stipunk's certification complete, this rune competition, which should have been full of suspense, came to an end in an extremely absurd yet undeniable way.

Although Stipunk announced that second and third place would also receive consolation prizes such as magic potions.

But at this moment, neither the contestants inside the arena nor the spectators outside had any interest left.

The human memory mechanism is cruel and mercenary.

People will only remember the champion who stands at the top, as for who came in second?

That's just the first line on the list of losers.

At this moment, the shinbone that Tyrone was holding in his hand was still tirelessly playing the catchy melody of "Two Tigers" on repeat.

Beep beep beep... Beep beep beep...

The comical background music, combined with the dejected expressions of the people in the Sunfire Wizard Tower, creates a truly comical effect.

After a brief silence, thunderous applause and murmurs erupted from the crowd.

This kind of reversal is exactly the kind of drama that onlookers love to see.

"I knew it! After all, the Kane Wizard Tower is an old power with a history of hundreds of years. Its foundation is there. How could it really be as completely decadent as the rumors say?"

"Indeed, it seems that the teaching level inside the Wizard Tower has not declined; it's just been keeping a low profile."

Among the crowd, some naturally suspicious individuals raised objections:

"Hey, are you guys really that sure this guy is just a low-level corpse-collecting apprentice? Or is he some advanced apprentice disguised as a newbie trying to smuggle himself in?"

These words were immediately refuted by those around him:

"Fake my ass! Are you blind?"

"For the past six months, this little guy has been pushing that old cart out to collect corpses almost every day, rain or shine."

"I've seen him being bullied a few times. That squalor and the stench of death on him, could that really be acted out?"

"Exactly, what kind of senior apprentice would have nothing better to do than do such dirty work as cleaning sewers?"

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Listening to the heated discussion among the crowd around him, a glimmer of light appeared on the gloom that had been hanging over the Kane Wizard Tower.

Standing next to Tyrone, Locke keenly noticed the change in wind direction.

He immediately seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and affectionately put his arm around Tyron's shoulder, as if the two were longtime friends.

"Well done, Magnus!"

Locke exclaimed in praise, then raised his chin and looked down at Joyce and Virgil, whose faces were ashen.

"Seriously, you guys aren't any good either?"

"These are the so-called 'elite first-year students' of the Radiant Sun Wizard Tower? These are the 'geniuses' you're so proud of?"

Locke chuckled and lightly tapped the bone in Tyrion's hand with his finger:

"You're not even as good as the lowest-ranking corpse-collecting apprentices in our Wizard Tower. If I were you, I would have crawled into a sewer by now. How could I still have the face to stand here and breathe this air?"

These words are extremely damaging and highly insulting.

Joyce's face, already flushed with anger, turned even redder, resembling a congested pig's liver, clearly on the verge of breaking down.

However, Virgil, standing beside her, was even more calm and gloomy.

He grabbed Joyce, who was about to rush forward to argue, stepped forward, and stared at Locke with eyes as venomous as a snake, sneering:

"Sarah, how dare you say that about us?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you yourself were just stunned by this so-called 'low-level apprentice,' weren't you?"

Virgil pointed to the half-carved skull in Locke's hand and said sarcastically:

"Weren't you also outshone by him?"

"The reason we failed today is because we were unprepared and did not know that you had such a person hidden."

"And what about you? As classmates in the same year, you don't even know the true strength of your own people, yet you have the nerve to laugh at us?"

This counterattack was extremely sharp, directly hitting Locke's weak spot.

Locke's mind suddenly went blank.

He was so focused on his excitement and mocking his opponent that he completely forgot about this.

This lack of knowledge proves that he and Tyron did not have a deep relationship.

Just as Locke was momentarily speechless and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

At that moment, Tyronn's calm voice rang out.

"Ferguson, you know nothing about our private relationship, so why are you saying such malicious things to sow discord?"

Tyron turned slightly to the side, calmly and tucked the still-playing bone into his arms.

He looked at Virgil and said earnestly:

"As a lowly corpse-collecting apprentice, I can barely afford to eat, let alone afford expensive rune textbooks or have the opportunity to learn advanced rune knowledge."

"I owe my opportunity to study runecraft and even reach the level I have today to the private support and guidance that Sarah and Hoffman have given me on a regular basis."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Even Locke was stunned, staring wide-eyed at Tyron.

I sponsored you? How come I didn't know?

But Tyronn didn't give him time to think, and continued in a tearful tone:

"The reason they didn't perform well today is simply because they didn't do the relevant skeletal exercises."

"As for me, I was just lucky."

"Because I deal with corpses every day, I practice with human bones when I have nothing to do, which is how I developed this little skill today."

At this point, Tyron turned around, his gaze passing over Locke and landing on Cathy, who had been hiding in the back, wishing she could shrink into a crack in the ground.

"Hoffman, don't be shy."

Tyronn's voice softened considerably, as if he were encouraging a child who was too afraid to go on stage to receive an award:

"If it weren't for the notebook you lent me before, and if it weren't for your demonstration of the resonance of magic, I wouldn't have come up with this great idea of ​​using bone cavities to produce sound today."

Cathy suddenly looked up, her eyes behind her large glasses filled with shock, confusion, and hesitation.

She opened her mouth, wanting to deny it.

Notes? What notes? When did I lend you my notes?

However, Tyron didn't give her a chance to speak at all, stepping forward and saying with a smile:

"Master, don't be shy."

"My lucky victory today is not my victory alone."

"It's not just a victory for the three of us, it's a victory for the entire mutual support and educational system of the Kane Wizard Tower!"

"Right?"

Tyron's deep black eyes were fixed on Cathy.

There was no coercion in his eyes, only a reassuring calmness and...suggestion.

Cathy's fingers nervously clenched the hem of her dress.

She looked around at the gazes that were no longer filled with the usual disdain and ridicule, but with admiration, curiosity and praise.

This feeling of being recognized was like a clear spring for a traveler in the desert who had long suffered denial and bullying.

As if possessed, she timidly took a small step forward and stammered:

"Yes...yes...yes."

Instead of doubting Cathy's coy and shy attitude, everyone present was even more convinced of her feelings.

Because in the public's stereotype, true technical geniuses are often introverted, not good at speaking or expressing themselves.

Her aversion to the limelight and her instinctive tendency to deny credit perfectly masked her inner shock and confusion.

While everyone's attention was focused on Cathy, Locke, who was standing to the side, finally came to his senses.

He gave Tyron a deep look, a strange glint in his eyes.

"This kid... he's really sensible."

Locke thought to himself.

In the minds of their aristocratic circles, if they had such an opportunity to be the center of attention and achieve instant fame, they would want to take all the credit for themselves and kick all their teammates aside so that they could enjoy the glory alone.

But Magnus actually took the initiative to share the credit and glory with himself and Hoffmann.

Since the other party has already paved the way for me, even laid out a red carpet, if I don't take it, I'd be crazy.

Locke then laughed loudly, patted Tyrion on the back forcefully, and said loudly:

"Haha! Magnus is right!"

"This isn't just a victory for the three of us; it's a victory for the entire Kane Wizard Tower!"

"Virgil, what do you have to say now? This is the unity of Cairn Tower!"

Seeing the three people opposite them working together in a "united" manner, Virgil and Joyce gritted their teeth but couldn't say a word.

The passersby around burst into enthusiastic applause once again.

Amidst the clamor of praise, Tyron subtly took a half-step back, hiding half of his body in the shadows behind Locke and Cathy.

The Book of Power states: "Assessment is the most important thing, and action is secondary."

"Power is granted by people, and the granting of power is of great importance."

Tyrion silently recited the creed he had upheld in his previous life.

Before doing anything, you need to understand that credit is secondary; the most important thing is to know what your superiors want.

Power and resources are granted by people, so you must be accountable to the people who grant you power at all times.

Even if one makes great contributions, if they do not meet the expectations of their superiors, they will not gain their recognition or be given important responsibilities.

If your superiors are not satisfied with you, you will naturally not receive the power they grant you.

Tyron was very clear about his core objective: to fulfill Markley's expectations and demands.

Macley's core desire is to prove that he can consistently cultivate outstanding students and bring glory to the Wizard Tower.

He also hoped to use this opportunity to make connections with talented individuals in these two aristocratic circles, which would make it easier for him to get promoted in the future.

Cathy and Locke are both Macley's students. The more people stand out, the more they bring glory to Macley, and the more it shows that the Kane Wizard Tower has not declined.

Listening to the positive comments from passersby about Kane's Wizard Tower, and watching Cathy and Locke enjoying the praise and compliments from everyone...

Tyronn had a smile on his face; he had already accomplished everything.